Page 95 of Given to the Fae
‘You should have locked that,’ he murmurs.
‘An oversight,’ Jak pants. ‘Where’s Locke?’
‘He sleeps. Deeply.’
Jak smirks.
I look from one to the other, not sure what to do.
‘Would our pretty little human like Morgan to join us?’ Jak asks, and my eyes widen but I find myself nodding, albeit hesitantly.
Morgan comes closer and caresses my face. ‘Are you sure, Bryn?’
I nod again.
‘How are you feeling now?’ Jak asks cautiously, his eyes assessing.
Perhaps he believes that whatever made me need them yesterday is happening again.
‘Fine,’ I murmur. ‘It’s not like it was before. I don’t need you. Iwantyou. I want this. I want to remember it properly without thehaze. I want a choice. A real one.’
He nods, his lips curving into a slow smile. ‘Good.’
He picks me up and deposits me in the middle of the bed, dropping me hard.
I gasp as I bounce, my arms and legs splaying out.
‘What shall we do with you?’ Morgan asks in that low, growly voice I like.
I don’t have time to reply before Jak is kneeling between my open knees and widening me further.
Morgan shucks his clothes, letting them fall to the floor, his eyes not moving from me while Jak leans forward and presseshis mouth to the inside of my thigh, licking a line up to my center.
‘Please,’ I whisper, not wanting to sound as I did yesterday, but unable to keep myself from pleading for more.
‘Patience,’ Jak murmurs from between my legs. ‘Good things come to those who wait.’
I look at Morgan who’s next to the bed, his cock standing to attention. I can’t contain my sharp intake of breath. I’ve seen many, of course, but most of them were bulls and none of them had...
My shocked eyes fly to his face and then back down to the rounded nodules of gold that protrude from his shaft. They’re small and not in lines, but they are dotted around in a pattern of some sort and they look as if they’re part of his body though they’ve clearly beenputthere intentionally.
He smirks.
‘You’ve never seen such a thing, I take it,’ he murmurs, coming closer.
Jak’s tongue begins to dance across my flesh and I whimper as I shake my head at Morgan.
‘I’ll tell you the story if you’d like.’ His eyes dart down to Jak and then up my body slowly. ‘But not now.’
He leans forward and draws my nipple into his mouth, sucking deeply and making me squirm.
I clamp my hand over my mouth as I whimper loudly, my body aflame with sensation. Two sets of arms hold me in place while their mouths and tongues pleasure me, I jerk with a gasp as Jak’s tongue delves into my other passage and I hear Morgan’s throaty chuckle.
‘I think she liked that,’ he remarks.
Jak’s reply is husky. ‘I think so too. Get on your hands and knees, little pet, and let’s see how much.’
Jak might be giving me an order in words, but in tone, it’s a request, one I’m eager to acquiesce to. I turn and lift myself to all fours, letting Morgan push me down to my elbows, so my arse sticks out higher.
